.. well ... most days, only one. I had promised her a gift card when she got below 200.I checked the clock. 5:30. The nice thing about the hotel where...I usually stayed for these trips, aside from it being a quick four-block walk to the office, is that they offered something of an informal evening meal during the week. This night, Monday night was burgers, along with wine – they offer wine every night, no matter what the food offering - and it starts at 6:00. I hastened down to the lobby,. You know ... pop the question?” Her eyes were so big and full of hope.Becca, walking into the kitchen as Jill said this. “Mrs. Simpson, if he doesn’t, you need to tell him you want him. And if you need any help ... well Jill and I are here for you.”Karen was so moved at how eager they wanted this to work out. She just hugged them both and said...”Girls, you both know how much I want this, But Beck? I can’t rush it. It has to be on his timing ... but if you feel so compelled to say something .... Look what you did to me?”and then ahe she put her finger up to my lip and pushed it into my mouth. It was a fragrant sweaty scent straight from a very wet cunt.she said “spit in it” and then held her hand out. I did as she asked and she then used her left hand to stroke my dick. She looked out the window as she jerked me off exactly how I’d been doing it to myself, her right hand gripping the door handle. She was doing an amazing job. As her hand dries up, she stopped lifted it up just below my. "Now I know how the Virgin Mary must have felt," I thought to myself,my mind surfing an ocean of sensation."As it was with her," said God the Father, "So shall it be with you."My eyes widened."I'll see you in nine months, Mom," the Christ said to me. "She wasonce a boy, too." Welcome to the sisterhood," said God the Mother as the Father beganthrusting more rapidly into my soaking pussy. The waves of holy energycarried my mind into the ocean. All I knew was light.Yet the Trinity brought me back.